Momma I just wanted to say I forgive you.
Even though you've blamed me for everything.
To this day you blame me for your boyfriend leaving you all those years ago.
how could I've possible stolen your boyfriend away?
I was only 10 years old.
I remember it like it was yesterday.
I woke up with him on top of me and to my side there you lay, instructing him on how to hurt me in that way.
Momma what did I do to make you hate me so much?
Why momma, why do you always want to hurt me?
This isn't the way it's supposed to be.
when I was just a little girl you sold me to men for money, as if I was your own personal jar of honey.
I was so young then. I remember I used to dream about how things could have been.